I can deal with the depression. I live with that myself. But I really have no sympathy left for his chronic pain issues. He will not do one single thing that might make his life better, might make him feel better—so why should I have any sympathy left.

Any time I mention MY pain I’m poo-pooed as being a whiner because I can’t possibly hurt as bad as he does. (Wanna bet!!!!)

I suffer from anxiety and depression, and seasonal affective disorder is a biggy for me. Its hard to go through, and I know it’s hard on those around me. Depression is a very selfish disease, although it is very real. It thinks about itself, nurtures it’s own needs and doesn’t think about others. It really takes the person suffering and those around them hostage. Urging the person to get up and get fresh air is the best medicine, that and a bath. Plenty of sunlight in the house and a regular schedule can work wonders. It may not take the depression away, but it can make it bearable.